Who Am I ?

Who am I, you ask, with curiosity gleaming?
Well, let me unravel the essence of my being.
I'm just a character, with a smile so bright,
And jokes tucked away, ready to ignite.

I'm all about love, in every shape and form,
With a heart that's fierce and forever warm.
But what truly sets me apart, you see,
Is the pride I hold in being uniquely me.

I am a soul with sass and feisty wings.
In this big wide world, with choices galore,
I navigate my path, seeking to explore.

With every step I take, I embrace my power,
To shape my life, create, and never cower.
Sure, I have moments of neediness and doubt,
But I've to discover my true desires, with no clout.

My only need is to have control of my own soul,
And my doubts are just if God approves my role.
I simply yearn to deserve the love from above,
The only control I want is what God presides.

Nobody fools me without my permission,
Nobody hurts me without God's permission.
He knows the pain that I can endure,
And I trust in Him to make me pure.

Good choices, bad choices, they're all mine,
Lyrics to this crazy life's song, so fine.
And even if I stumble and sometimes fall,
I gather strength to rise, standing tall.

I'm an artist, painting my life's canvas with flair,
Crafting a masterpiece, embracing its snare.
With colors of passion and untamed dreams,
I weave my story, unafraid, it seems.

So, who am I? I'm the captain of my own ship,
Guiding through storms, with a steadfast grip.
I'm an architect, building my own fate,
With resilience and courage, I navigate.

I'm a poet, penning verses of my soul,
Expressing emotions, making my heart whole.
I'm a dancer, grooving to my own beat,
Embracing freedom, with every nimble feat.

Who am I? I'm a spirit, wild and free,
Embracing life's journey, with open arms, you see.
I am the sum of my choices, my story untold,
A character, unique, with a heart of gold.

So, ask no more, for now you've heard,
The essence of who I am, sassy and absurd.
No longer hidden, I stand tall and proud,
A soul of strength, singing my truth out loud.

Celia de Morais 

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